Here’s a recollection by 1964 PHS graduate Nancy Keller Kincaid that, for me, brought both joy and heartbreak. Experiencing Pittsburg, on both the whole length of Broadway and the downtown side streets, was really something back before the mall, big box stores and Amazon arrived.
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